"Me? I can't cure..."

"But you should be his deepest obsession."

Lin Mengya looked into aunt Fang's eyes and whispered firmly, "even if he forgot the past, he still remembers you."

"Over the years, his original mind has not changed. It can be said that if there were no fetters between you, I'm afraid I wouldn't have time to forcibly stop his self destruction of consciousness."

"Therefore, aunt Fang can, can fully awaken uncle Huo's consciousness."

"Only you can."

Aunt Fang's body trembled slightly, and her eyes were completely red.

"Let me see. I, I don't know how to face him."

Hate and love are the strongest emotions of mankind.

Aunt Fang loves uncle Huo. At the same time, he also carries her hatred.

Especially when the subjects of love and hate become one, aunt Fang must be very confused, so she wants to leave.

"Well, take your time and don't worry."

She didn't have the heart to urge, let alone force aunt Fang to do it.

About, she's just a little regretful.

"How sure are you?"

Aunt Fang hung her head so that people couldn't see the expression on her face.

Lin Mengya didn't hide it from her, "at most, but 50 percent."

In fact, it's about 70%, but as long as it's not a 100% chance, it's still possible to fail.

She can't give too much hope, lest it will make people more disappointed when she gets it.

"Fifty percent..."

Aunt Fang bit her teeth and finally looked up at her.

"What would he do if he didn't succeed?"

"I said that he either got rid of the hint of self destruction in his self-consciousness, or succeeded in self destruction. From then on, there will be no more him in the world. He is only a walking corpse."

Aunt Fang's face became more dignified as she listened to it, and there was a plea in her eyes that she didn't realize.

"Can't you reshape your personality? If not, can you --"

"No."

Lin Mengya feels a little cruel.

But on this matter, she felt she could not lie.

"The reason why I can reshape Zhao Ziyan's personality is because his consciousness is still there. He is just led by me and deliberately forgets those things in the past."

"But Uncle Huo's situation is different."

"Once a person's consciousness is destroyed, it is difficult to recover. Moreover, uncle Huo's situation is too complex. In short, there is no better way except to awaken his own consciousness."

Every word she said was deeply engraved in Fang Rao's heart.

"How come? I just found him. He still owes me an apology. How can he disappear again?"

I can't tell whether I love more or hate more.

Fang Rao only knew that she could never let him disappear from her eyes again.

"Well, what can I do to help him?"

Lin Mengya took out her handkerchief and gently wiped away aunt Fang's tears.

"It's easy to stimulate him with your deepest memories. Tell him clearly that you want him to wake up."

"If he is really uncle Huo, I believe his consciousness will wake up."

It doesn't seem difficult, but it's actually the hardest.

Only those who know him best can do it.

Besides, it may not succeed.

Fang Rao took her handkerchief and wiped it on her face. Her eyes were completely firm.

"Well, I'll do as you say. I want Huo Shujiang to pay back what he owes me and my children!"

When Lin Mengya heard this, she didn't know whether she should light wax for uncle Huo who knew nothing in advance.

It's hard to pay back this account. If you can't get one, I'm afraid you'll have to continue to toss for the rest of your life.

But as long as people live, there is hope, isn't there?

Lin Mengya gave aunt Fang an emergency training in advance.

Since it is

To awaken consciousness, it's best to be targeted. It's best to say something that Huo Shujiang wants to jump up and refute.

After Lin Mengya explained, she saw aunt Fang's mouth slightly stirred up and her eyes flickered slightly. She probably thought of a good idea.

"I would like to emphasize that although the stimulation should be as strong as possible, one thing is, don't let him get too entangled in his identity."

Huo Shujiang's hint of self destruction of consciousness is to prevent him from discovering his true identity.

This move is extremely vicious.

What if you find yourself in doubt?

As long as consciousness destroys itself, it can never turn back.

It can be said that those behind the scenes treat people purely as tools.

If you can use it, make the best use of it. If you can't use it, it will be completely destroyed.

Therefore, aunt Fang can use memories to stimulate, but she can't let him be too tangled with his two identities.

I have to say, it's really difficult.

"I know the weight. Don't worry." Aunt Fang whispered.

Lin Mengya nodded, closed the door and left.

Aunt fang had spoken inside, and she vaguely heard some endings.

It seems that Huo Shujiang's life will not be very easy.

Long Tianyu used to sit in the yard waiting for her.

Seeing him coming, he immediately put a gentle smile on his face, and his eyes were filled with tenderness.

"Didn't I tell you to wait for me in the house?"

She walked over and habitually touched long Tianyu's hand first, and then tucked in a small blanket on his knee.

Long Tianyu also grabbed her hand and warmed it in her palm.

"Hungry or not?"

Lin Mengya shook her head, broke away from his hand, turned to her back and pushed her back to the house.

"The road outside is open." She said.

Long Tianyu immediately understood her concern.

"Are you afraid that the Zhao family or the Presbyterian will come in advance?"

"Zhao Laosi said that he just told them that he had found a prescription for the treatment of winter snow biting children. I haven't had time to disclose anything else. I'm not afraid of this. Just give it to them. I'm just afraid..."

Long Tianyu understands.

Speaking of, although they are trapped here for the time being, they have also sacrificed the sensitivity of some news.

The ancient people have their own way of sending letters. Before, the identity of their own wife was at most coveted by people with intentions.

But now, it has been upgraded to killing heart.

This made him have to guard more.

"Or shall we change our identity in disguise?" He suggested.

However, Lin Mengya thought carefully and shook her head.

"It's OK at first, but since they already know, they must be on guard. Besides, I'm too lazy to hide from them."

Long Tianyu did not object.

But he recognized the impatience in his wife's tone.

A little grip on those supple and slender hands.

"Maybe this is a good way. After all, not every ancient people don't know the outside world."

Lin Mengya knew he knew himself and smiled.

you 're right.

With the power and wealth of her and Yu, someone will be moved.

Since someone wants to get rid of them quietly, she has to make everyone know. Then, see who messed up first.

At this time, dozens of miles away from Zhao Yixuan's private territory, there was a team of people who walked very hard.

"How far is it to get there? I'm freezing to death in this damn weather!"

On the horse, a strong man with all parts of his body tightly wrapped in a fur cloak except his bald head scolded angrily.

He has been bumping on the horse for several days. If he goes on like this, he won't walk even if he lands on the ground.

But the companion beside him turned him, lowered his voice and scolded, "keep your voice down. If the one inside hears it, you will be the next to be dealt with."

"Bah, what!"

The bald man spat secretly. Although he was dissatisfied, he didn't dare to be too presumptuous.

"OK, bear it again. The elder said that if you do this job well, you and I will be further away from the official elder."

"If it weren't for this, who would come out in winter to do such a ghost task!"

The bald man continued to curse, but his voice was controlled within the range that only the two of them could hear.

Nineteen strong guards followed behind them.

They all wore black masks, and acted quickly, well-trained and cooperated with each other very well.

However, no matter the bald man, the kind companion who reminded him, or other people sent by the Presbyterian Church, they consciously stay away from them.

The nineteen guards firmly guarded the carriage in the middle.

Even in the cold winter, the carriage was vaguely steaming.

The five good foals in front of them are all divine steeds, which are much better than the bald men.

The carriage carved beams and painted buildings. The silver paper used to seal the windows is fine and airtight. Most importantly, it can not block the light at all.

This thing is rarely used even by a rich family.

After all, this silvery paper is only produced in a small amount in one place, almost comparable to silk and satin.

Before long, the carriage stopped.

The hollowed out door was opened and a beautiful woman in gorgeous clothes jumped down.

After the woman got out of the car, a bodyguard with a mask came over, but he carried her on his shoulder and sent her to the highest position around.

The woman narrowed her eyes and carefully explored all directions East, West, North and south before returning to the carriage.

Through the women's action room, we can only get a limited glimpse of the scene inside the carriage.

There is also a door inside, and the woman can only sit in the outer space.

It was unknown who was sitting inside, but outside the carriage, a respectful reply from the girl came faintly.

"... there are more than 50 miles left, and we can arrive tomorrow at the latest."

"Yes, I understand."

The bald man looked at his companion, but he was relieved.

Fortunately, the days that made them feel miserable are finally coming to an end.

Originally, they thought they were about to leave, but they saw that the maid opened the door again and waved to the nearest guard.

The maid whispered to the guard, but the bald man felt a little uneasy.

Because the little girl looked at him just now.

Remembering the experiences of other companions on the road, he subconsciously tightened his muscles.

He's not those soft footed shrimp.

Besides, he is not one of the people in the carriage. If they start on him and force him to hurry, he will fight with them!

The maid then withdrew, and the guard strode towards the strong man.

The strong man's partner was a little worried. He dismounted immediately and wanted to ease the atmosphere.

"This little brother, all misunderstandings, misunderstandings! My brother can't speak in his head. For the sake of our company, don't embarrass him."

"Brother Du, why beg him!"

The bald man turned over and dismounted, looking arrogantly and contemptuously at the guy who had shortened his head.

The bald man lifted the other man's neck and said coldly, "don't fucking mess with your grandpa! I've been unhappy with you for a long time. If you don't want to die, just go back to your grandpa!"

A strong man has a bad temper and a fierce face.

If it were placed on ordinary people, they would have been scared to cry at the moment.

But the guard always looked at the strong man coldly.

Just when the bald man impatiently wanted to throw people out and teach him a lesson, the mask guard suddenly moved.

With a "puff" sound, warm blood splashed out and drenched Du Hongqing's face.

"Majiang!"

Du Hongqing cried out.

Right in front of him, Ma Jiang's body suddenly fell down.